Sword of Coming

To the north of Huaihuang Kingdom is Baoxiang Kingdom, where Buddhism is prosperous and temples are like clouds.

When Chen Ping'an passed the border pass, the customs clearance document was still stamped. If he had anything to do, he took it out and looked through it. The customs clearance document in hand was new. It was Wei Bo's handwriting. The previous customs clearance document had been stamped. The seals are densely packed and now remain at the Bamboo House.

Chen Ping'an still wears a bamboo hat on his head and carries a bamboo box on his back, holding a hiking stick, trekking through mountains and rivers, seeking adventures and secluded places alone. Occasionally wielding a sword to ride the wind, he walks on foot when he encounters a human city. Now he leaves the Chunlu Garden where Jindan Song Lanqiao is located. , there are still many mountains and rivers to travel.

In the market, hunchbacks are often seen among hunchbacks, and cripples are often seen among lame people.

The same is true for those who set foot on the road to immortality. They will see more monks, and of course there are also mountain spirits and lurking ghosts.

Chen Ping'an went all the way from Suijia City of Yinping Kingdom to the border of Baoxiang Kingdom, and saw many mountain spirits heading south.

However, except for the Yuhu County of Huaihuang Kingdom who took action once, Chen Ping'an just watched from a distance, condescendingly, overlooking the world on the mountain, and finally had the mentality of a Taoist.

But he still kept practicing boxing. After the Ghost Valley, Chen Ping'an began to concentrate on practicing six-step walking, planning to collect two million punches.

If he hadn't met the four people who were slaying demons before, Chen Ping'an originally wanted to kill the ghosts alone. After the monk returned, he would stay in Jinduo Temple for a few more days and ask about the green paper. Naturally, I split the Sanskrit text into pieces and asked the monks many times about the Sanskrit content on the golden-page scriptures. The number of words was not many, only two hundred and sixty in total. It must not be difficult to ask after digging through the similar words. Money and silk attract people's hearts, but the thought of them brings forth demons. People's hearts are full of ghosts and ghosts, and they are afraid of people. This is the case for the martial arts master and disciple at Jinduo Temple.

After passing the two southern cities of Baoxiang Kingdom, Chen Ping'an found that there were many walking monks with haggard faces, begging for alms and doing asceticism, asking for alms from all over the world.

If Chen Pingan met him on the road, he would raise one hand in front of him and nod lightly in salute.

Baoxiang Kingdom not only has many monks, temples and incense, but also countless warriors. On this day, Chen Ping'an met a group of escorts heading to the northern city in the yellow sand. In addition to the carriages and horses filled with goods, there were also Ding Ding Dong. The camel bells were clanging, and the escorts were all powerful. Even the women had dark skin, but they had a heroic appearance. Such women were actually good-looking.

A young man riding a horse saw the scholar in white in front of him. Not only was his snow-white robe covered with yellow sand and dust, but his head was also stained with a lot of it. He was struggling to slow down in the wind. His steps were staggering, and he was constantly being left behind by the convoy. He slowed down his horse. , bent down and took off a water bag hanging next to the saddle, and asked with a smile: "There is still more than a hundred miles to go in the Yellow Wind Valley. Do you have enough water on your body? If not, just take it, you're welcome."

Chen Pingan turned to look at the young escort with chapped lips and bleeding, pointed to the sword gourd on his waist, and said with a smile: "No, there is water in the pot, and there is a water bag in the bamboo box."

The young man put away the water bag and hung it up, and said with a smile: "It's extremely cold at night in the Yellow Wind Valley, and the world is now weird and increasingly unstable. More and more dirty things have entered the market, so major temples have recently had a large number of monks. After walking out, the young master tried to follow us. It would be best to stay overnight by the Mute Lake in front of us. There were so many people and the energy was strong, so it was good to have someone to take care of us. There are many ghosts and monsters here at night, which is by no means alarmist, so the young master rarely Don’t be alone, but don’t be too afraid. There are often eminent monks and great virtues here in Huangfeng Valley. If those filthy things are out there, they may not really dare to get close to harm others.”

Chen Pingan nodded, "Thank you, young hero, for reminding me. I will definitely walk to the lake before dark."

Baoxiang Kingdom is not among the dozens of kingdoms including Yinping and Huaihuang. Therefore, the common people and martial arts warriors have long been accustomed to spirits and ghosts. In the southeastern area of ​​​​Luzhou, Beiju, spirits and humans have been mixed together for countless years, so dealing with When it comes to ghosts and evil spirits, both the government and the public have their own strategies to deal with it. It's just that after the "storyteller" of Mengliang Kingdom withdrew the thunder pool formation, spiritual energy poured into dozens of countries from the outside. The monks on the border were the first to sense such visions, and the ghosts and ghosts who had perfected their skills were not slow to do so. They were bustling with people. , businessmen seek profit, and ghosts and ghosts will follow their instincts to chase spiritual energy, so there are visions in Buyao and Yuhu counties of Huaihuang Kingdom, most of which flow from Baoxiang Kingdom into the south.

Only then did the young escort say that the world was becoming increasingly unstable.

As the sun set, Chen Pingan walked slowly to the small green lake that the local people called Dumb Lake for some reason.

Several groups of people have gathered again, bonfires are going on, and everyone is drinking to ward off the cold.

That night, several rays of sword light lit up from the west. They swept toward the Yellow Wind Valley like a rainbow and landed on the ground dozens of miles away from Mute Lake. The sword lights were crisscrossed and accompanied by ghosts wailing and roaring. After about a stick of incense, a line of sword light appeared. The bright sword light then left the ground. During this period, everyone, whether they were bodyguards who knew some martial arts skills or businessmen passing by, were just drinking and chatting about which sword cultivator from the mountain came here to practice swordsmanship.

The swordsman has gone far away, and the night is deep. There are still few people taking a rest early by the lake. There are actually some naughty children, holding wooden knives and bamboo swords, competing with each other, randomly picking up the yellow sand, and chasing after each other with laughter.

Chen Ping'an drank the water from Baojing Mountain's deep stream in the sword-raising gourd and sat by the lake with his back against the bamboo box.

I saw a woman wearing a power fence leaving the team alone, squatting by the water, wanting to drink water and wash her face. She raised a hand with a string of snow-white bells hanging on her wrist. When she opened a corner of the power fence, Chen Ping'an had already withdrew his gaze and looked at the dumb lake, which is said to be bottomless. It is rumored in the market that this small lake has never dried up for thousands of years. No matter how severe the drought is for several years, the lake level will not drop a foot, and no matter how heavy the rain continues, The water in the lake is not an inch higher.

When a ripple appeared in the center of the lake, first there was a small black particle, peeking its head over there, and then quickly submerged into the water. The woman still seemed completely unaware, just taking care of her forehead and temple hairs carefully. Every time she raised her hand and wrist, a bell rang softly, but it was covered up by the noise of people drinking and having fun by the lake.

A huge whirlpool appeared silently on the lake, and then a strange fish that was more than ten feet long suddenly jumped out. Its body was as black as ink. It suddenly opened its mouth towards the powerful woman, its teeth as sharp as battlefield knives.

Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, motionless, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the man and the fish.

Eight people appeared at the same time from the eight directions of Mute Lake. Each held a compass and instantly smashed it into the sand. Then they all stood still, making fingers and feet, and in an instant, there was that silver line like a rope. Shooting towards the center of the lake, when the silver rope gathered at the center of the circle, a bright silver Bagua formation instantly appeared on the lake surface, which could compete with the moonlight.

The eight people should come from the same school and cooperate with each other tacitly. Each reaches out to grab and pull out a silver thread from the compass on the ground. Then, with two fingers together, they move a little above the center of the lake. Just like a fisherman setting up a net to catch fish, eight more silver threads fly out. A cage was built, and then the eight people began to spin in circles, constantly adding arc "fences" to the talisman array cage. As for the safety of the woman who was confronting the fish monster alone, the eight of them were not worried at all.

The fish monster with its bloody mouth opened already realized something was wrong when the compass hit the ground, and quickly closed its mouth. However, the huge inertia caused it to still rush towards the Mi Li woman who had suddenly stood up. The woman who refused to retreat but advanced took a step forward, jumped up high, and punched the fish monster, causing it to fall into the Bagua array on the lake. When the huge body touched the Gen Gua in the Bagua array, the top of the fish monster's head suddenly exploded. A small hill was smashed down, hitting the fish's head. The poor fish monster was bounced towards Zhen Gua. Suddenly the electric light flashed, crackling and crackling. The fish monster jumped and slid, and fell into Li Gua. Then there was a raging fire. Burning, it was so miserable, and then the fish monster tasted the array of spears and halberds poked out from the lake by ice picks, and finally transformed into the appearance of a little girl in black, running constantly, wailing and wiping his face. Tears, he had to avoid fire dragons and ice picks, and occasionally he would be hit by lightning bolts that made him twitch all over and roll his eyes.

Chen Ping'an couldn't bear to look at this scene, so he shifted his gaze slightly and closed one eye.

I have seen a lot of ferocious spirits that harmed one party. Regardless of their fate, when they first appeared, most of them were more majestic than the others, such as the Ghost Valley, Fan Yunluo's chariot in Skinny City, and even the one that confronted the ghosts in Bronze Stinky City. The monster has a group of minions to help it carry a big wooden board. Chen Ping'an has never seen such a miserable end in front of him.

Scene on the lake.

I saw everyone at the lake besides the immortal master drinking heavily and cheering constantly. Those naughty children were also hiding beside their elders. Except for the big fish jumping out of the lake at first and opening its mouth to eat people, which was a bit scary, now it was like a None of them were afraid. The biggest excitement in Baoxiang Kingdom is when the immortal master catches monsters. As long as you see it, it will be more lively and festive than the Chinese New Year.

When the little girl, who was trying to stay one foot away from the Bagua formation on the lake, rushed into the Xun Gua, a log as thick as the mouth of a well fell down immediately. The little girl in black had no time to escape. She took a deep breath and raised her hands above her head. , holding on to the log, with snot and tears on his face, he choked and said: "That string of bells is mine. I gave it to a passing scholar who almost died. He said he was going to Beijing to take the exam, and he didn't have any I gave him away because of the money and promised to pay it back to me. It's been more than a hundred years and he still hasn't paid it back to me. Wow, oh, oh, you're a big liar..."

Chen Pingan believed the little girl's seemingly absurd words.

The fact that the water level of the Dumb Lake is neither increasing nor decreasing should be attributed to this little fish monster girl whose real appearance is not very pleasant. Over the years, merchants and passers-by have stayed here overnight, and there have never been any casualties. , In fact, whether it is a person or a ghost, whatever you say, whatever you say, is often not as good as a fact or a context. In any case, over the years, the local people and passing merchants should actually be grateful for her protection. No matter what her original intention was, this should be the case, and they should pay tribute to her. However, it is only natural for an immortal master to subjugate monsters and catch monsters. Therefore, even when the fish monster showed up, Chen Pingan knew that she had no murderous intention in her body. She was probably greedy for the string of bells, and added a With a joking heart, Chen Ping'an had naturally seen through that Mi Li woman. She was a hidden martial artist of the fifth realm...or maybe the sixth realm of Baoxiang Kingdom? In short, Chen Ping'an didn't stop him.

However, the string of bells on Mi Li's hand was originally belonging to the fish monster girl, which was somewhat beyond Chen Ping'an's expectation.

When the little girl revealed the truth, the Mi Li woman who had fought off the enemy with one punch stood on the edge of the small green lake and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am not taking you back to kill you. This is the intention of the Imperial Master of Qiangou State. There is a lack of a river woman over there. The Imperial Master has taken a liking to you and needs you to take charge of water transportation. This is not a bad thing. But I have agreed beforehand that I don’t want to deceive you. You are born as a monster in this lake and are naturally close to the water. The possibility of shaping a golden body to become a He Po is greater than that of those beings who die as heroic spirits, but it is not a sure thing to succeed. There is no way. We have been friends with the imperial court of the Liangou Kingdom for generations, and the National Master's Office I also gave you a large amount of fairy money. It was a bit unkind for me to take you away from Dumb Lake by force. The reason why I tell you this is that I think the scholar you gave me the bell to, the scholar Qiangou, was even more kind. , not only did he not mean to return the bell to you, but he also treasured it and made it a family heirloom. The bell was also a gift from his descendants to the Imperial Master of the Liangou Kingdom. For this reason, he was promoted to the first rank, and by the way, he helped his ancestors get a posthumous title. . If you want to scold me, you can wait until you become a river woman and then scold her vigorously. At this time, you should just let it go, so as not to continue to suffer."

The little girl in black was still holding on to the slowly falling log with both hands. When her feet were about to touch the Bagua array on the lake, she wailed more and more: "I'm about to become a boiled fish. You guys just like to beat me." You bastards! I won’t go with you, I like here, this is my home, I won’t go anywhere! I don’t want to move away and become a river woman, I’m still young, what a mother-in-law!”

The Mi Li woman sighed and signaled to the other eight monks not to rush to close the formation. She said to the little water monster girl in a coaxing way: "Then let me discuss it with you? I can help you ask for help from the National Master. Qing, I won’t earn that magical money for now, but you have to come back to my master with me, or move to a new place. I can’t make this trip in vain. If I return empty-handed, the master will blame me. There is a place near my master. A river now has a water god sitting in charge. You first have a look at what it's like to be a water god. If you think it's good to be a river goddess one day, I'll take you to the Imperial Master's Mansion. How about that?"

The little girl in black nodded slightly.

As a pure martial artist, the woman made secrets with her hands and muttered words. She was able to control the spiritual energy and removed the column above the Sunda Gua.

The little girl jumped on the spot a few times, bending her arms and shaking back and forth, and then her eyes rolled.

The Mi Li woman smiled and said, "Don't even think about running away, otherwise braised fish or steamed fish are all possible."

The little girl sniffed and said with a sad face: "Then you should beat me to death. If I leave here, I might as well die."

The Mi Li woman was a little helpless.

The other immortal masters also seemed to find it fun, and none of them were in a hurry to close the net and catch the monster.

Suddenly, from far away in the sky, a dazzling sword light lit up, and in a blink of an eye, the sword hovered above everyone's heads. It was a young swordsman wearing a light purple robe. There was an intermittent thread in his bun. The golden hairpin was intertwined with thunder and lightning, and he smiled and said: "This mute lake demon is extremely difficult to catch. You are good at it. How much did it cost? I bought it."

The Mi Li woman smiled and said, "But Mr. Jin from the Golden Crow Palace?"

The young swordsman smiled and said, "That's right."

The woman shook her head and apologized: "This monster cannot be sold to Mr. Jin."

The young swordsman frowned and said, "I'll pay double the price. My master wife happens to be short of a maid."

The woman hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head and said: "I'm sorry, I can't accept my order. This thing was promised by the master's sect to lead the Gou Kingdom's Imperial Master's Mansion, and I can't decide it tonight."

The wife of the palace lord of the Golden Crow Palace has a cruel temperament. Her natal weapon is a ghost-fighting whip that is said to be refined from the green bamboo of Qingshen Mountain. Her favorite is to whip and kill maids. Except for one person around her, she is lucky enough to survive to teach the old nanny, and the rest , are all dead, and their bodies will be thrown into the thunder clouds on the top of the Golden Crow Palace, and they will not be reincarnated. However, the Golden Crow Palace is definitely not an evil cultivator. It goes down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons without sparing any effort, and it always likes to choose difficult ghost kings and evil demons. It's just that the palace master of the Golden Crow Palace, a dignified Jindan Sword Cultivator, is most afraid of the wife who is the daughter of Dayue Mountain Lord, so that all the female cultivators and maids in the Golden Crow Palace don't dare to talk to the palace master. sentence.

Otherwise, this deal is not entirely non-negotiable. The master sect and the national master of the Liangou Kingdom must not mind selling a favor to the powerful Golden Crow Palace.

The young swordsman raised his eyebrows, "You are trying to reason but you won't listen. Do you want me to use my sword to be obedient? You, the little mother-in-law of Qingqing Mansion and a martial artist in the Sixth Realm, add some talismans and tricks. Believe it or not, I won over you. You don’t have a good face to buy that little demon again?”

The young swordsman sneered and added: "Don't worry, I will still buy it! But from now on, I, Jin Le, will remember your Qingqing Mansion."

The girl Mi Li sighed in her heart, she couldn't bring down the entire sect because of herself. The monks of the Golden Crow Palace always had a clear distinction between love and hate, and were moody. Once they were unreasonable, they would be extremely difficult to deal with.

She turned to look at the little girl holding her head in her hands to lie to her about the water monster.

Just when she was about to nod in agreement, on the edge of the Mute Lake, where you could hear the drop of a needle, there was a frail scholar who had taken off his bamboo hat early and put it on the bookcase. He was dressed in white and holding a folding fan. He stood up slowly and said with a smile: "If this It’s reasonable, but I think it’s better not to be unreasonable from the beginning, just buy and sell by force, anyway, whoever is more capable is the boss, so you don’t have to take off your pants and fart and poop.”

The little girl in black's ears trembled slightly, raised her head, and said doubtfully: "It's wrong to take off your pants and fart. It's a cold night in the Yellow Wind Valley, and it's cool to expose your buttocks, but there's no way to poop, so what? Don’t you want to take off your pants?”

The scholar in white smacked his head with a folding fan and suddenly realized, "That's right."

The little girl was smiling happily, hovering in the air, sitting cross-legged, with her hands folded across her chest, "All the scholars are stunned."

Just thinking about the string of bells that were given as gifts out of kindness, the little girl in black started to sniffle and wrinkle her face again.

It's all lies and pretense! That guy back then said that his greatest interest in life was not to be an official, but to write a popular fantasy novel. When the time came, he would definitely write an article about her, and it would be extremely long and colorful. He even wrote about her at that time. The name was already chosen, and it was called "The Big Water Monster of Mute Lake". At that time, he was so admired that he was almost drooling, and he was reminded that he must portray himself as more sinister and more moral. The scholar agreed readily.

Why can't we see the string of bells now, but not the article we have been waiting for for a hundred years? Even if the number of words is less, it doesn’t matter.

The young swordsman bent forward, stared at the dog-like scholar in white, and said with a smile: "Hey, you are singing harmony with this little demon, how about you two singing the oboe here?"

The scholar, who was wearing a snow-white robe that was still stained with dust, held a folding fan in his hand, cupped his fists and said, "I beg Mr. Jin from the Golden Crow Palace to show your noble hand."

Another flash of sword light came through the air, hovering next to Jin Le. It was a graceful middle-aged female cultivator with a golden hairpin in her bun. She glanced at the scene on the lake and said with a smile: "Okay, in this training, under the eyes of the little master uncle, we failed to kill the Huang Feng ancestor. I know you are in a bad mood at the moment, but the little master uncle is still waiting for you over there. It’s not good to wait too long.”

Jin Le nodded, stretched out his finger, and pointed, "Qingqing Mansion, right? I remember it. Just wait for me to visit you soon."

Then he pointed at the scholar in white who was secretly wiping the sweat from his forehead. After looking at him, he immediately stopped and deliberately opened the folding fan to gently fan the breeze. Jin Le smiled and said: "I know you are also a monk, and you are actually wearing a robe. Well, he’s a son, so don’t pretend to be a grandson to me. Do you dare to tell me your name and sect?”

The man smiled and said: "I don't want to change my surname when I go, but I don't want to change my surname. My surname is Chen, a good man."

Jin Le's face was gloomy, and he said to the middle-aged woman beside him: "Senior sister, I can't bear this, just let me use one sword, just one sword."

The female cultivator from the Golden Crow Palace reminded her softly: "My uncle may be watching us."

Jin Le snorted coldly at the scholar in white, "Hurry up and burn incense and worship Buddha. Please don't fall into my hands in the future."

The two Golden Crow Palace sword cultivators suddenly raised their heads and moved away with their swords, dragging out two extremely long sword lights.

The eight immortal masters of the Qingqing Mansion who had gathered around the Mi Li woman breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the two sword lights disappear, but when they thought of Jin Le's coming to explain, they all smiled bitterly. Especially the Mi Li woman felt heavy-hearted. However, the nine of them looked at the scholar in white who was wiping his forehead vigorously at the moment, and they were all a little grateful. If this man had not stepped forward and shared the attention of Young Master Jin of the Golden Crow Palace, the nine of them would have been in even more trouble. Maybe there will be no escape tonight, and there will be a fight. Although the Qingqing Mansion is inferior to the Golden Crow Palace in terms of power, it really does not have to kneel down and kowtow when seeing two sword cultivators.

In any case, this trip down the mountain to catch monsters was indeed a bad time.

In the future, it will not be difficult for the master's sect to block Jin Le's Mountain Climb and Questioning Swordsmanship, given the background of Qingqing Mansion. However, it is inevitable that Qingqing Mansion will not deal with the Golden Crow Palace from now on.

The Mi Li woman clasped her fists and said with a smile: "This Mr. Chen, my name is Mao Qiulu. I come from the Qingqing Mansion in the Taozhi Kingdom in the northeast of the Baoxiang Kingdom. I would like to thank Mr. Chen for his righteous speech."

The man smiled and said: "I am not speaking out for justice, I just want to buy the mute lake monster with the immortal masters."

The little girl in black still crossed her arms across her chest and shouted: "Big water monster!"

Chen Pingan turned around and smiled: "I just met the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal, why don't you call yourself a big water monster?!"

The little girl rolled her eyes, "Just now my throat was on fire and I couldn't speak. If you have the ability, let your bullshit Sword Immortal of the Golden Crow Palace come back again, and see if I don't say what I said before..."

He didn't wait for the little girl in black to finish speaking.

In the far distance of the sky, a line of blue and golden light appeared, perhaps more than a thousand feet long, shooting straight into the depths of the Yellow Wind Valley.

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes, glanced at it, and then looked away.

Hey, he's still a Jindan realm sword cultivator.

It seems that the young master uncle mentioned by the male and female monks of the Golden Crow Palace took action himself?

After that, the world returned to clarity, and the sword light slowly disappeared.

The little girl quickly hugged her head and shouted: "Little water monster, I am just a little water monster as small as rice grains..."

The Mi Li woman and an old man from her sect smiled bitterly and said, "If this person takes action and asks us for swordsmanship, we will be in big trouble."

The old man shook his head and chuckled: "This Sword Immortal has a cold temperament, and it is true that he is arrogant, but his behavior is completely different from Jin Le who likes to show off his authority. He is still very much like a mountain man. He has no trouble in his eyes and quietly goes down the mountain every time. , just to kill demons and cleanse the sword. This time, I guess he is helping Jin Le and others protect the road. After all, the ancestor Huang Feng here is a real old golden elixir, and he is good at evasion. If you are not careful, it is easy to He will suffer disaster and die. I think if this sword is used, Patriarch Huang Feng will not dare to show his face to eat monks again in a few decades."

The Mi Li woman who called herself Mao Qiulu looked at the scholar in white, shook her head and said with a smile: "Firstly, the Imperial Master's Office offered to buy this demon, and the price is very high. Secondly, now that Jinle of Jinwu Palace has been offended, Mr. Chen, if you accept this hot taro , is not appropriate. Although our Qingqing Mansion is not as powerful as the Golden Crow Palace, the dispute caused by this mute lake monster is at least reasonable and we are not too afraid of the Golden Crow Palace."

Chen Ping'an put away the folding fan and put it on his waist, and said with a smile: "It's okay. I traveled all the way to the north. I worked hard to earn money just to spend it. Master Mao just asked the price. And my whereabouts are as unpredictable as a leaf of duckweed. Ye Xiu, if the Golden Crow Palace wants to get angry, it has to find me, so as long as Master Mao is willing to sell, I can buy it,"

The little girl in black shouted angrily: "I don't want to sell it to you. What a bad scholar. I might as well follow that sister to Qingqing Mansion and be a neighbor to a river god. Maybe I can get some food and drink from you." .”

Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of the sword light of the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal? Once the Great Sword Immortal of Jin knows your whereabouts, you can only commit a thief's business for a thousand days. How can you guard against a thief for a thousand days? How can you, a big water monster, be in constant fear every day?"

The little girl frowned and began to think hard about the problem. She didn't have to worry about it, just look at how badly she frowned.

Chen Ping'an looked at the group of immortal masters from Qingqing Mansion and said with a smile: "Let's make an offer."

The woman looked at the elder of the division, who nodded slightly.

Mao Qiulu still asked in a low voice: "Master Chen, are you really not afraid of the entanglement of the Golden Crow Palace?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'm just avoiding their Golden Crow Palace."

Mao Qiulu was a little embarrassed and said: "But the Imperial Preceptor's Office offered one grain rain coin to buy this little fish monster. In fact, it can't be sold at such a high price normally, but it is connected to the He Po Goddess, so..."

The little girl said angrily: "What? Just one? Isn't it a hundred?! I'm so angry! That scholar in white, hurry up and give this little girl with weak fists a hundred grain rain coins. If you Even if you blink your eyes, you are not a hero!"

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to pay attention to this little water monster, and handed over a Grain Rain coin.

Mao Qiulu looked surprised and said helplessly: "Mr. Chen, do you really want to buy it?"

Right now.

A haggard old monk floated over and stood on the top of the slope, followed by a dozen dull-looking monks, all of different ages, both young and old.

There are Buddhist beads hanging in front of everyone. They are made of ordinary materials, but the strings are filled with golden light, which is extremely eye-catching in the night.

After the old monk stood still, he said in a deep voice: "The Sword Immortal of the Golden Crow Palace has gone away. This ancestor Huangfeng was seriously injured and became crazy. Instead of hiding in the roots of the mountain to cultivate, he wanted to eat people. Poor monk Bo is already confronting it more than ten miles away and cannot hold him for long. You and the poor monk must leave the Yellow Wind Valley boundary quickly and get up and hurry up. You really can't delay for a moment."

Chen Pingan gently threw the Grain Rain coin to the Mi Li woman and said with a smile: "After the transaction is completed, we can all run away."

Mao Qiulu gritted her teeth, caught the Grain Rain coin, and held it in her hand. It was indeed a genuine Grain Rain coin.

The little water monster hurriedly shouted: "And don't forget the string of bells! You can also buy them for a Grain Rain coin!"

Chen Pingan still ignored her.

The little girl's cheeks are bulging, which makes the scholar very unhappy.

The Mi Li woman smiled and took off the string of bells on her wrist and handed them to the scholar in white who she had never been able to identify as a Qi practitioner.

The elder of her disciple waved his hand and used the entire lake as a Bagua talisman formation. He immediately gathered them together and detained the twitching little girl in the silver talisman net to the shore. The other immortals of Qingqing Mansion The teachers also drove back the compass one after another.

Mao Qiulu said with a smile: "We remove the talisman array, Mr. Chen must be careful not to let her escape into the lake."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded: "Of course."

The gleaming light of the talisman array dissipated instantly.

Chen Ping'an stepped forward, grabbed the little girl's back collar, and lifted her up high. She was hanging in the air, still with a straight face and arms around her chest.

On the other side of the hillside, the charlatans and passing merchants quickly packed up their belongings and began to walk hurriedly at night under the escort of the monks.

The group of immortal masters from Qingqing Mansion did not communicate with each other at all, and walked into the team on their own, apparently to help the monks from Baoxiang Kingdom escort them away.

Chen Pingan shouted loudly: "That escort!"

A young escort who rode to the top of the slope turned his head and looked around.

I saw that the scholar in white, in addition to holding the little girl in one hand, also had a wine bottle in his hand, and then he swung it hard and threw a bottle of wine at him.

The young escort only had to sit on the horse and reach out his hand to catch the pot of wine.

The young man put away the wine bottle, smiled, and clasped his fists in thanks.

Encounter by chance in the rivers and lakes, meet by chance.

Drink when you hit it off, no need to say hello, don't ask your name.

Mao Qiulu turned around and asked, "Mr. Chen? Don't you want to go together?!"

Then the Mi Li woman heard an unexpected reason, and the man smiled openly and said, "I'll run in another direction. There are many of you, and Ancestor Huang Feng will definitely look for you first."

Mao Qiulu was so angry that she couldn't utter a word. She turned around, turned her back to the man, raised her arms high, stretched out her thumb, and then slowly pointed it down.

But the man actually had the nerve to say, "I'll be a guest at your Qingqing Mansion later when I have the opportunity."

After the Mi Li woman put away her gesture, she ignored him and strode away.

The little girl being held in someone's hand shook her head and gloated: "Scholar, can't you tell, she has a bit of a crush on you, but now she doesn't have the slightest bit of affection."

The back collar was loosened and she landed on her feet.

The scholar in white smiled and said, "I didn't notice it, but you have quite a lot of experience in the world."

The little girl in black put her hands behind her back, widened her eyes, and looked hard at the string of bells in the man's hand.

Chen Pingan threw the bell to her, then put on his bamboo hat, bent down and carried the big bamboo box sideways.

The little girl was stunned on the spot, and then turned around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She stretched her neck, and her whole little face and light eyebrows were wrinkled together, indicating that her brain was now a mess, and she asked: "Well, you just don't care about me? You really don't regard a big water monster as a big water monster, do you?"

Chen Pingan pushed her forehead with one hand, "Get out."

The little girl said angrily: "Mani Mani!"

She suddenly opened her mouth wide, her little face suddenly split open, revealing her bright sharp teeth, just open and closed, "Are you afraid?"

Chen Ping'an carried the bamboo box on his back and walked slowly towards the hillside, saying, "I'm scared to death."

Not far away on the north side of the hillside, the movement was getting louder and louder.

The little girl in black hesitated for a moment, then threw the bunch of bells into the lake, then held her chin, frowned and thought about the problem, and watched the scholar in white walking up the hillside.

She snorted coldly, turned around and swaggered towards the small green lake, then stood up suddenly and turned around, only to see that the man was already standing on the top of the slope, walking away without stopping.

The little girl scratched her head vigorously, feeling that something was wrong.

One leaped forward, fell into the water, revealed his true form and transformed into a fish monster, chasing the string of falling bells, shaking his head and tail, and swam away to the bottom of the lake.

Over there on the hillside.

When dressed in white and walked several miles.

Stopping, he took off his bamboo hat and bamboo box.

I saw an old monk covered in blood sitting on the spot, silently chanting sutras.

There was a tin stick stuck in the yellow sand beside him, and the copper rings were violently clashing with each other.

The old monk's blood was actually light golden.

As the old monk entered meditation and chanted sutras, golden lotus flowers bloomed in the surrounding abbot's land.

There was a yellow tornado sweeping around the old monk, and a yellow robe could be vaguely hidden inside.

Those golden lotus flowers withered petal by the crazy impact of the yellow salon roll.

Although the old monk's eyes were closed, he still waved his sleeves. Now the old monk could only vaguely sense that an outsider appeared behind him. He was a little anxious and said in a deep voice: "Quickly! Hold on to the old monk's tin staff, it will help you stay away from this place. , don’t look back!”

The tin staff flew out diagonally towards the scholar in white, and then hovered next to that person. The tin staffs were intertwined with each other, as if they were very anxious, urging the scholar to grab it quickly and escape from this place of right and wrong.

In order to be distracted, the old monk used the tin staff to leave the ground to save people, but there were already flaws. The yellow salon volume became more and more menacing, and there were not many golden lotus flowers left in the abbot's land.

Just when the old monk was about to be completely enveloped by the yellow sand and completely wear away his golden body, a warm voice whispered softly in his ear, "Master just enters concentration and preaches the Dharma. I am lucky enough to listen to you. I am very grateful."

Then the young man took a step forward more than ten feet and said at the same time: "Follow me to succumb to the demon!"

The bamboo box opened on its own, and a golden demon-binding rope emerged, like a golden dragon following the snow-white figure, rushing forward together.

The demon-binding rope penetrated into the yellow salon scroll and trapped the yellow robe.

The scholar in white just punches like thunder.

It's just that the fist is as powerful as a rainbow and the momentum is astonishing, but the scholar is just strolling around, but if he casually removes his sleeve, the entire sky-high tornado will be beaten into two pieces on the spot.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, lowered his head, but instead of chanting sutras, he murmured: "The mighty virtue is majestic, stay focused and see clearly. It's a pity that there is no tea, otherwise we would be seated."

The white clothes and the tornado flew away.

The old monk stood up slowly, turned around and walked to the bamboo box, grabbed back the tin staff with the silent copper ring, sang a song to Buddha, and strode away.

It's night this day.

A scholar in white carries a suitcase and a staff, walking slowly.

There was a little girl in black hanging on his feet, holding his ankles with both hands, so every time he took a step, he had to drag the little girl out like a candy.

Chen Ping'an didn't bow his head, "Are you just pestering me like this?"

The little girl with a package wrapped around her body nodded and said: "These treasures from the bottom of the lake in my package are worth more than one Grain Rain coin. We agreed to give them all to you, but you must help me find a scholar who can write books. , help me write a wonderful story in which I am very fierce and scary."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "If you do this again, I won't be polite to you."

The little girl had a lot of tears and snot on the man's lap, and she choked and said: "Please, just take me with you to travel around the world. You are so capable. Even the ancestors of Huangsha killed you. If you follow you, I don't have to worry about being popular and having fun. I must find that scholar and write my story. I want my name to go down in history and every household knows that I am a big water monster from the Mute Lake."

Chen Pingan stopped, lowered his head and asked, "Still not letting go?"

The little girl in black refused to let go, shook her head, wiped the snot on the man's snow-white robe with her face, then raised her head, frowned and said, "I won't let go."

Chen Pingan raised his foot and said, "Let's go."

The little girl was thrown directly into the small green lake, rolling in the air and throwing an extremely long arc.

After a while.

Chen Pingan turned around and looked.

I was following a follower from a distance, and when I saw him turning his head, I immediately stood still and started to look up at the moon.

Chen Pingan sighed, "If you follow me, you might die."

The little girl ran forward in a hurry, but when she saw the scholar in white frowning, she quickly stopped and said dullly: "Who can't die? They are all going to die anyway. I'm not afraid of this. I'm just If I want everyone to know about me, I will die if I know."

Chen Pingan continued to move forward.

She followed behind.

During this period, she squatted on the ground, stared at the ground, tilted her head, and then suddenly opened her mouth with sharp teeth and swallowed a lizard in one bite.

After standing up, the little girl carrying a package smiled happily, "Delicious!"

But she suddenly noticed that the man turned his head.

She immediately grimaced, her eyes wandering, but her cheeks couldn't help but move.

The man smiled and said, "Then follow me. I'll win Chunlu Garden and help you find a place to stay. But there's some ugly talk ahead. If you regret it halfway and want to return to Dumb Lake, you can go alone. I won't I’ll take care of you.”

She flew to the man's side and puffed out her chest, "Will I regret it? Haha, I'm a big water monster!"

The man hummed, "A big water monster the size of a grain of rice."

She felt a little embarrassed for the first time.

This embarrassing thing, as big as a sesame seed, must never be written down in a book.

After that, the scholar in white was followed by a little girl in black who often complained that she was thirsty.

Traveling across mountains and rivers together.

The little girl thinks Beier is interesting.

The man would take him to sit on a wall on a street and watch the door gods of the two families quarreling with each other.

There are two door gods facing each other. The one with the Wen God of Wealth has a good man who is willing to fight for justice. The one with the Wu Wealth God has a good scholar and a good-looking child. He is known as a child prodigy in the local county. .

At that time, the scholar who was still only known as Chen Haoren posted a talisman with an ugly name on her, and then the two of them sat on the far wall to watch the fun.

After that, they also saw the scene of the mountain god marrying his daughter to the son of the water god. It looked like a grand scene with loud gongs and drums, but in fact it was silent. The man gave way at that time, but an old woman on the other side of the mountain god's team, I took the initiative to hand him a happy red envelope, but the man actually accepted it and said some congratulations very politely. It was really embarrassing because there was only a snow dollar in it.

Later, they saw the legendary Wuyue Mountain Monarch parade, a god in golden clothes, riding a white horse, with a long tail behind him, which was very majestic.

Next to a large but dilapidated temple of a certain empress, I saw with my own eyes three beautiful women. They walked out from a place with damaged curtains and inaccessible places in the west corridor of the temple to meet a person in the earthly world. Scholars had a private meeting. Unfortunately, the guy next to them stopped looking at the embarrassing scene after that. Even she was not allowed to peep. However, during the day, when they went there to take a look, they saw three painted statues standing in front of the temple. The mottled statues of Meiji are each missing a handkerchief, a gold hairpin and a bracelet compared to before.

What was even more fun was that time they accidentally bumped into a paradise hidden in the mountains and forests. There were a few charming people dressed up as literati. After meeting the two of them, they were very enthusiastic at first, but they thought they were When the mountain spirit asked him if he could recite a poem impromptu, he was dumbfounded, and then those guys started chasing people away, saying that a vulgar guy had come. The two of them had no choice but to exit the mansion in embarrassment. She winked at him, but he wasn't angry at all.

These are all very interesting things, but in fact they are more boring things like traveling around the clock and making fires to cook.

But sometimes this weirdo is really weird.

Once, he was walking on the cliff path and looked at the green mountain cliff opposite. For some reason, he flew away and crashed directly into the cliff. Then, with a bang, he punched through the entire mountain. How dare she always say that her brain is too wet to clear her head? Brother, don't talk about the second sister.

He would often walk in circles alone when sleeping on the top of the mountain, and he could just walk like that all night, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping. Anyway, whenever she felt sleepy, she would fall asleep and sleep soundly. When she opened her eyes early in the morning, she could often see him walking around.

He also has his less serious moments.

Once I passed by a waterside pavilion outside the county town. It was a gathering of literati and poets. During a heavy rain, everyone in the pavilion watched the rain as if they were watching a waterfall. Everyone was in high spirits. Then the man disappeared in a flash. I don’t know how he did it. There was no heavy rain near the waterside pavilion, and the scholars in the pavilion were all stunned. I saw her hiding in the water, laughing.

Every once in a while, next to the stream, he would pat the wine gourd, take out a... small and exquisite flying sword, and shave. Once he turned to her and smiled. She couldn't laugh at all, that was the immortal's flying sword!

He once helped farmers plant rice in the fields. At that time, he picked up his bookcase and bamboo hat and went to work in the fields. He seemed very happy.

At first, the villagers in the countryside were afraid that the scholar was just messing around and not helping, so they never thought of actually getting started. He was no stranger than them. After working, the villagers wanted to invite them to dinner, but he left with a smile.

It's just that these trivial things are not very impressive, which makes her feel not satisfied at all. She has followed him for so long and has not made a name for herself at all. No one knows that she is a mute lake monster. To anyone, he would only introduce her as Zhou, and then nothing else would happen.

Only once did she feel a little admiration for him.

On a large river, a countercurrent high-rise boat crashed into a small boat that could not escape.

Then a man in white came with a sword and landed on a small boat. He stretched out one hand to support the boat and held a wine pot in the other, raising his head to drink.

Later, the two of them sat together on a high-rise building in a prosperous capital city, overlooking the night scene, with bright lights like the bright stars.

He finally said something a little bookish, saying that there are stars above our heads and stars below our feet, and there is silent beauty in the sky and the world.

When she saw that he was drinking, she persuaded him to talk more.

He then said that when the moonlight enters a high building, trouble comes and love goes.

She was a little sad, just inexplicably a little bit sad as big as a grain of rice. Actually, it wasn't that she missed her hometown. She didn't think about it at all along the way. It was just that when she turned to look at the man's side face, it seemed that he remembered some thoughts. People, sad things, maybe. Who knows, she is just a big water monster that secretly watches the comings and goings of people year after year. She is not really a human being.

Thinking about it this way, she also felt a little sad.

The man turned his head, with the hiking pole across his knees. He held the wine bottle, but reached out and gently rubbed her head.

that moment.

She thought he might really be called Chen Haoren.